By Blik
Since the expedition began, enmity and anger had developed between them. All trust was lost. But Charles, now chest-deep in quicksand, had no time to worry about that.
"Mike! Throw me the line!"
Hearing a heave and a splash, Charles reached around and grasped not a rope, but the business end of an anaconda.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Oh, THAT does it!!!
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